Queen Of The Forest

At the darkest hour 

a hunteress ambles...

Lightening flickers 

And thunder rumbles.

With what grace she walks

Straight upon the milky snow!!!

On her advent 

Stars and moon make the night sky glow!!!

High up on the peaks,

The she-wolf whimpers...

The forest embraces serenity,

As it has a skilful Leader.

What a dynamic aura she carries 

Her body a musculature whole !!!

With a pair of almond eyes 

She stares straight inside your soul!

What a mystic creature

With astounding duality 

beauty and fierceness 

Shapes her personality 

When a she-wolf walks 

The path becomes wider 

Undaunted as she has 

The entire pack beside her.